Oh, Bondage…Up Yours! 05.23.2008

Punk has been through some rough times. It’s been loved, feared, reviled, killed, rekindled, academicized, imported, mutated and borrowed from since Johnny Rotten first learned to scream and working white boys in Londontown first fell in love with dub system’s DIY culture.
Following in the curatorial footsteps of the Summer of Love exhibit, which also made a splash in New York this summer, Vienna’s Kunsthalle opened Punk. No One Is Innocent last week.
Like Summer of Love, Punk. No One Is Innocent tries to capture the signification-destroying spirit of the movement through its relics, art and artifacts — creating a fascinating and eclectic scrapbook experience.
But, also like Summer of Love, the best thing is that these art and ephemera are grouped by birth location — New York, London and Berlin — highlighting punk’s global appeal as a youth power/art movement and the movements’ local productions.







